At this point.
Irving Grey, looking satisfied, hung up the communication screen in front of him and smiled at his young son sitting beside him: "Everything went smoothly, the shipment has been sent, and it should arrive at Alien Star in about 18 hours."
"We can contact Carl Jacob now and give him the good news."
"By the way, casually mention that we spent an extra 10 million Star Coins on this, but don't be too deliberate about it to avoid displeasing others. You can handle the subtlety."
"No problem."
Jonas Grey nodded seriously, then spoke: "Father, the bidding for the Battle of All Races is almost over, and there are still many things to deal with. How about we handle Carl Jacob's matter after everything is settled over there?"
"No."
Irving Grey shook his head: "Carl Jacob's matter should be given priority. I can't explain the reasoning behind it since I'm not educated, but you can just do as I say."
"Yes, sir."
...
Meanwhile, Jimmy Ward had returned to his company.
